’ ‘Yes, that rather leapt to the eye,’ Gerald said, and the faint smile sent a lick of warmth down inside her. ’ ‘Quite right, Gerald,’ approved Lucilla. Little more’n a week. ’ ‘What matters it?’ cried Melusine impatiently. “Of course,” she said diffidently, “this is a boarding-house, although we never take in promiscuous travellers. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music.
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